When I can't find a words and a wisdom in my life and barriers abound
Should I feel blinded by the lies
Knee deep up to my neck in heavy water
I conjure up my muse
She's my means to achieve a simple quota
When it's make or break, oh make no mistake
Oh she appears like lightning in a bottle
I catch the spark
Oh and she lights the dark
The nuts undone
Oh the ideas come
Like two hands on a throttle
There's a place, a one way street
It's endowed
No red lights ever change
We wind up with no exit out
Facts of facts and stumbling blocks
Delay the mind
That's when my muse arrives
The soul loosens up in time
When it's make or break
Oh she's my muse
She's my muse
Oh she's my muse
The knots undone, oh, the ideas come, yeah
Like two hands on a throttle
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Oh
Oh
Oh

When this makeup break, oh, make no mistake
She appears like a lightning in a bottle
I catch the spark, oh, and she lights the dark
There's nothing undone, oh, the idea's come
Yeah, like two hands on the throttle
Oh, like two hands on the throttle
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah